Pushin Fire - Omar And The Howlers

Down in the bottom in the cypress trees

No need to hide ´cause you can’t fool me

I know the swamp like the back of my hand

If it ain’t the gators it’s the boogie man

When the sun goes down and there ain’t no moon

Don’t look back you better get home soon

What you see when there ain’t no light

Can make you crazy for the rest of your life

Cotton mouth oil and buzzard grease

Gimme some of tat jack vine tea

A tea spoon full of chimney soot

Little John the Conquero

Your pushin´ fire

Your pushin´ fire

Put salt in your path and you’ll never return

Better beware when the candles burn

There ain’t no charm I can’t make

I got the powder of the Congo Snake